Priest! Priest! Music! Music!

When I am dead and opened, you shall find Calais lying in my head.

While my father lives I shall be only the Lady Mary, the most unhappy lady in Christendom.

I recognize no Queen but my mother. But if the King's Mistress would intercede with the King on my behalf, then I would be grateful.

Tea is a work of art and needs a master hand to bring out its noblest qualities.

True Genius, like Armida’s wand, Can raise the spring from barren land. While all the art of Imitation, Is pilf’ring from the first creation.

In literature, in art, in life, I think that the only conclusions worth coming to are one's own conclusions . If they march with the verdict of the connoisseurs , so much the better for the connoisseurs ; if they do not so march , so much …